It's America sing and play along

Drivin' down the street today,

I saw a sign for lemonade.

They were the cutest kids I'd ever seen er in this front yard.

And As they handed me my glass,

smiled and thinkin' to myself,

I was man, what a pictureperfect postcard this would make of America.

It's a high school prom, it's a Springsteen song,

it's a ride in a Chevrolet.

It's a man on the moon,

and fireflies in June and kids sellin' lemonade.

It's cities and farms, it's open arms,

one nation under God.

It's America.

Later on when I got home,

I saw I flipped the TV on.

I saw a little town that some big twister in tore apart.

And people came from miles around

just to help their neighbors out.

I was thinkin' a to myself,

I'm so glad that I live in America.

It's a high school prom, it's a Springsteen song,

it's a ride in a Chevrolet.

It's a man on the moon,

and fireflies in June and kids sellin' lemonade.

It's cities and farms, it's open arms,

one nation under God.

It's America.

It's America.

Now we don't always get it all right.

There's no place else I'd rather build my life.

'Cause it's a kid with a chance,

it's a rock and roll band,

it's a farmer cuttin' hay.

It's a big flag flyin' in the summer wind over a fallen hero's grave.

It's a high school prom, it's a Springsteen song,

it's a welcome home parade.

It's a man on the moon,

and fireflies in June and kids sellin' lemonade.

It's cities and farms, it's open arms,

one nation under God.

It's America, oh.

It's America.